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Haruspex looked into the kind eyes of the priest across from him. He’d all but escaped the main area of the Bunnery after a baby bun innocently reached up to investigate the thin fabric wraps covering his eyes. His flight instinct held off long enough for Haruspex to put the bun safely back into its bassinet, but only barely.  “I...

Casque groaned to himself as he walked down the streets, having just stopped by a business to do business deal and it had been difficult with the client holding onto their pride rather stubbornly but he had managed to negotiate the terms in his favor. There were still two more places to stop by and he was getting rather hungry as well. The envy pulled out his phone, his spirit motes now hovering around his ears as he scrolled through messages and notes while sighing. His neighbour had ...

No.  Ari sat up and fluffed his pillow, flipping it over and fluffing it again. He lay back down, and sighed.  No.  He rolled over, gently pushing Emelia to the side as he tried to make himself comfortable.  ...

It really was not everyday that a bun could get his attention let alone keep them constantly. Yet. A certain lust doll had caught his attention and kept it. He had first met this bun during a shift at the church. This particular lust bun had propositioned him and the sex had been rough yet enjoyable. There had been several similar sessions and occasionally they would just sit down to chat for a while. There would be gifts brought over as well, mainly jewelry for his ears and horns but there w...

Cora hummed to himself while bustling about his home, thinking out loud to himself and rambling about his plans for the day. “And then I need to grab groceries for our dinner date and…” He paused suddenly, hearing water running from the kitchen. “Huh?” He quickly hurried across the living room and into the kitchen, confused why the sink would suddenly turn on when he's the only one home. One step in the kitchen told him, as his harpup Sploot was painstakingly bumping it's head into ...

     Who doesn’t love being all cozy and bundled up in a mountain of pillows and blankets? Shibani’s head rested against a pink heart pillow, wrapped up in a fluffy grey blanket.     They’d been there for hours and started hearing a continuous thundering noise. It was too deep and rumbly to be Dan’s mochi making. Shibani’s twitching and stretching to roll over, it was a little difficult with being tied up, but he had become a pro at maneuve...

If anyone asked Ione how they got into a relationship with Varrik especially when they were quite different, Ione would look fairly annoyed while Limon easily intervened with "Oh yeah that was kind of a slow burn. Cute through!" that easily had the taller doll lightly smacking the back of her head with a soft yet sharp "Shush, woman." Really, if this story is to be told it has to go back to the day Limon brought Varrik in along with Viscili and Vadim to Ione's cafe; Daily Grind. ...

Being told that he needed few new lingerie sets for an upcoming photo shoot was a somewhat hard thing to swallow especially as Kir already owned plenty at home from previous sessions. Kir had protested, explaining he had plenty already and why couldn't they just use one of their own that they had been sent but the photographer had said that everything had already been reserved for other shoots, and he was to provide his own. It was either get three minimum bespoke sets or lose the photo shoot...

It was fairly obvious when one looked at the orange and white sunny sloth doll what sin she indulged in. Her sleepy hooded eyes and her lazy smile spoke it all. Her sin was sloth, the lethargic vice. She could easily be found fast asleep somewhere. On the sofa. Her bed. Someone else's bed. The floor. A desk. A beanbag. You name it, she's in there being a silly sloth. Her eyeglasses were always lopsided when she's in her SLEEPING MODE. Fergus, a prideful bun would always find her endearing eas...